”The Sergeant looked up at me but didn’t say anything.I frowned slightly. Somehow, I didn’t believe talking directly to the Sergeant would gain ...e any sympathy. The police kept all active investigations to themselves, and only after they closed those investigations would they become available the public. I didn’t believe the investigation into my Dad’s disappearance had been closed yet, but that wouldn’t stop me from trying to find out everything I could. “I want to find out what the status is. She dances, two men, one on each side....she smiles, laughs...one is kissing her neck, the other her throat and upper chest...camera zooms....a hand slides under her blouse, lifts it....she wears the black bra I gave her. A sexy one...her nipple is hard, his fingers plays with it thru the tin fabric...pulls the fabric down....exposes what I saw, her nipple, like a little stawberry....Thoughts....oh I love those nipples. They taste fresh, a bit "sour", like raspberries....A hand from the other. I use one hand and a shake of my head to clear the hair out of my face. My wavy dark brown hair is way too long. I generally pull it back in a soft scrunchie before bed and some hairs have escaped as usual from my tossing and turning.I'm thinking about what I need to do this morning while I gently stroke myself. My left arm snakes down between my legs and I casually brush my trimmed pubic hair checking if I need to wax or shave. Then my fingers find their way to my stuff. Even when it doesn't. She went on to say that she could not wait to get home to lay out by the pool knowing that we would climax together."Forget the lotion, for I have an idea." She suggested I finish cleaning the pool, as she stood she told me I had twenty minutes to finish and go freshen up. With that she sashayed her way into her house.I hurried to finish cleaning the pool, then ran to my house to get cleaned up. With two minutes to spare I was at her front door. Doris was already there."I love a man who shows.